After Chen Chen left, the Police quickly arrived. After all, according to the person who called it in, there had been a gunfight here.
The Mansion was a mess, with traces of the battle everywhere. What shocked the Police was that they found deep footprints on the hard marble floor tiles, as if they had been trampled by a prehistoric beast. And in a corner of the Mansion's wall, there was even a human-shaped pit.
All the signs indicated that an extraordinary battle had taken place here, and the Police quickly chose to report to their superiors.
And the fact that a battle involving extraordinary powers had occurred here was soon reported to S.H.I.E.L.D.
S.H.I.E.L.D. Headquarters.
"Director, the information on the Mansion owner, Gray, is just what was reported."
Maria Hill, S.H.I.E.L.D.'s Strategic Commander, placed the documents in her hand on the table.
Sitting at the other end of the table was a one-eyed black man. He was Nick Fury, Director of S.H.I.E.L.D., and Maria Hill was Nick Fury's deputy, a senior agent of S.H.I.E.L.D.
"Gray is a Mutant, and a Mutant belonging to the Hellfire Club." Nick Fury tapped the table, lost in thought. "Have we found out who he fought?"
"We only know that it was an Asian. But we have checked the local Asian resident information, and haven't found anyone matching the description."
Maria Hill shook her head. "But according to the analysis of the battle site, it should be a Mutant with extraordinary physical qualities. This might be related to the internal conflicts among Mutants."
"It's really troublesome. I feel like those hidden forces in the dark are becoming more and more restless recently, especially those Mutants, they really give me a headache." Nick Fury rubbed his temples.
According to S.H.I.E.L.D.'s intelligence network, the Mutant Brotherhood under Magneto seems to be plotting something recently. Could this incident be related to Magneto?
"A time of troubles." Nick Fury stood in front of the window, looking at the distant New York, and sighed.
Inside a Mansion of the Hellfire Club.
In the office on the top floor of the Mansion,
a woman with a foxy face, wearing a purple bodysuit, said softly,
"White Queen, Gray is dead. It appears he was killed by another Mutant. Two women witnessed the appearance of the person who killed Gray, and I have already taken control of one of them."
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"Gray is actually dead? His strength wasn't weak."
On the other side of the desk, the swivel chair turned around, revealing a tall woman in a white dress. The woman had a curvaceous figure, long, wavy blonde hair, fair skin, and a cold demeanor, exuding the aura of a superior.
The Hellfire Club's White Queen, Emma Frost, possessed the abilities of telepathy and cellular control.
Emma said calmly, "Bring that witness over. I will read her mind, and I will naturally know who killed Gray!"
...
Chen Chen naturally didn't know about the chain reactions he'd set off. After the incident, the town he was in suddenly became heavily guarded. Obviously, the Police were searching for him in the surrounding area.
Because he possessed the ability of 'Cellular Control', Chen Chen was essentially born with a disguise technique. He could easily change his appearance to look like someone else, so evading the Police's search was effortless.
However, after careful consideration, Chen Chen hopped onto a truck heading towards New York City, leaving the town behind.
After all, almost all major Marvel events occurred in New York. There, he would have more opportunities to strengthen himself.
After a few days in New York City, Chen Chen familiarized himself with the local terrain and landmarks. At the same time, he enjoyed the various cuisines of New York. He had just obtained Gray's abilities and needed to eat a lot to accumulate power.
He enjoyed food from all over the world during the day and stayed in high-end hotels at night. The few thousand dollars he got from Daniel's Bar quickly vanished like water.
Three days later, Chen Chen looked at his empty wallet with a bit of a headache, muttering to himself, "Money really doesn't last. If I don't find a way to get some money, I'll probably be sleeping on the streets tomorrow."
由儉從奢易,由奢入儉難,都穿越了,他可不想再去過緊巴巴的日子.
It's easier to go from frugal to extravagant, but harder to go from extravagant to frugal. He had transmigrated, and he didn't want to live a life of poverty again.
Find a job? Working was out of the question. Only robbing some gang members could barely sustain his life.
Chen Chen felt he should return to his old profession and borrow some money from the local underworld.
After gathering some information, he quickly targeted a bar called 'Black Mamba'.
That night, after using his ability to change his appearance, Chen Chen came to the Black Mamba bar. Compared to the bar he had been to before, this place was obviously much larger. The decor was opulent, and there were several elegantly dressed ladies at the entrance soliciting customers.
Four security guards in black suits held batons and watched their surroundings vigilantly. Each of them was as burly as an ox, and their aura was mixed with a hint of bloodthirst.
Chen Chen stretched his body, then approached a security guard and threw a punch, directly sending the guard flying into the bar.
Before coming, he had inquired. The owner behind the Black Mamba bar was involved in drug trafficking, arms smuggling, and forcing women into prostitution. They were truly wicked.
In these security guards, he also sensed the Killing intent/Aura of Death. Clearly, they had blood on their hands and weren't good people. Chen Chen naturally didn't hold back when he started fighting.
"Who are you! Daring to cause trouble in the Black Mamba bar!" The remaining security guards were shocked.
Chen Chen cracked his knuckles, the sound echoing: "I'm your Grandpa Chen. I'm short on cash recently, and I'm here to borrow some from you."
The other three security guards exchanged glances, their faces turning grim. "Arrogant, attack!"
They immediately charged forward. The combat strength of these security guards was clearly much stronger than ordinary thugs, but they were no match for Chen Chen.
He remained unhurried, relying on his superior speed and astonishing strength, one punch each, and in the blink of an eye, three security guards were knocked flying by Chen Chen, drawing a graceful parabola in the air, then falling to the ground, coughing up blood.
Afterward, Chen Chen strolled into the bar, and no one dared to intercept him along the way. As for those welcoming ladies? They had already screamed and fled when Chen Chen knocked the men flying.
The patrons inside the bar watched the entrance with uncertainty. Just now, a security guard had actually been sent flying in. The posture and the miserable state were as if he had been hit by a car.
Chen Chen entered the bar. Before he'd gone far, a dozen security personnel surrounded him again. Apparently, what happened at the door had alerted the gang members guarding the bar.
The surrounding patrons, seeing this scene, understood that someone was causing trouble. However, seeing that Chen Chen was alone, they relaxed. Some even chuckled, holding their drinks, and wagered with their companions, betting on how many bones Chen Chen would have broken.